In the Afterlife- Mark Strand
March 21, 2012, 7:16 am
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She stood beside me for years, or was it a moment? I cannot remember. Maybe I loved her, maybe I didn’t. There was a house, and then no house. There were trees, but none remain. When no one remembers, what is there? You, whose moments are gone, who drift like smoke in the afterlife, tell me something, tell me anything.


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i heard this momem today. I related to its’ words in many ways. Now Strand is gone. I am still here. What will it mean later?

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